Huang Tingbo listened to Hao Yun's roar and walked out in a daze: "That... I asked the principal to borrow plasticine from Mr. Bu..."

"Can plasticine heal?"

"Just kidding!"

"The wind and the horses and cows don't get along!"

"The principal said that it was a traditional Chinese medicine Zhu Youke..." Huang Tingbo became quieter and quieter the more she spoke, and she had no confidence!

"I can prove that the principal knows how to heal! My mother's illness was cured by the principal, and it was with a bowl of talisman water!" At this time, Wu Yuqing walked out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She lives on the sixth floor, and after hearing the noise downstairs, she also came to join in the fun, and as soon as she came, she heard Hao Yun's explanation.

"Does the headmaster really heal?"

"Still use talisman water?"

"It's not scientific!"

"Headmaster, can we watch?"

"Let's see!"

Can Hao Yun still say no at this time? His image is about to crumble! If he doesn't prove himself again, he will really be the head of the beast who broke into the female teacher's dormitory at night.

"Look, look... Don't make a fuss!Teacher Bu?Open the door?" Hao Yun knocked on Bu Yuehe's door weakly, and as soon as he finished asking, there was no flour and plasticine in the whole building.

Bu Yuehe's face became more and more red after hearing Hao Yun's words in the house, and she put on a loose pajamas and opened the door.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bu, I'm still bothering you so late..."Hao Yun said in a daze, his head still haunted with a big white echo.

"Headmaster... Do you have something?" asked Bu Yuehe knowingly.

"Uh... Do you have plasticine here?" Hao Yun asked.

Bu Yuehe shook her head: "No, the plasticine is in the art classroom, and I don't have any inventory at home..."

Hao Yun smashed his mouth, he turned his mind and asked, "Then do you have gypsum powder at home?"

"Plaster powder? Yes! I occasionally contact the plaster carver at home... How much do you want?" asked Bu Yuehe.

"The more the merrier..."Hao Yun muttered, "By the way, borrow your living room studio to use it..."

The layout of the teacher's apartment is two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The living room is large and is generally used by teachers to do things they like. The living room of Bu Yuehe's house was transformed into a painting studio by her, and the small bedroom was transformed into a storage room, where drawing boards, white paper, brushes, paints, gypsum powder and other things were stacked in the small bedroom by her, and it was clear to find them.

After a while, Bu Yuehe dragged something like a small noodle pocket out of the bedroom: "This is all the gypsum powder in my house, is it enough for you?"

"That's enough!" Hao Yun nodded and said, "You can help me adjust the plaster, just shape it into a cube." ”

"Okay. Bu Yuehe blushed and went to the kitchen to bring a pot of water from the teapot that boiled water, and then found a large basin and poured gypsum powder into it.

She mixed the gypsum powder with water, and soon the gypsum powder turned into gypsum slurry, which she poured into the cube's mold while the plaster was not solidifying. She had all of these things, so the process was fast.

Looking at Bu Yuehe's professional technique, Hao Yun felt that it was very pleasing to the eye, this elegant girl was also level, and she knew that her attainments in art were not low just by virtue of this hand-adjusted gypsum technique.

Don't forget, Hao Yun is an appearance party with a master-level art major, and Hao Yun can also be called a big man in the art world.

The female teachers of the entire unit are concentrated in Bu Yuehe's studio, thanks to the large space here, otherwise there will definitely not be enough people to squeeze in! Hao Yun's teacher's apartment is built according to the per capita usable area of 120 square meters, and the living room area accounts for half of it!

Sixty square meters is almost the size of a small classroom!

"Hey, aren't you alright?"

"Yes, yes, it's slow!"

"Why do you adjust the plaster? What do you say is a good cure?"

"Don't worry! be a little patient!" Hao Yunzheng said, and then he said to Bu Yuehe gently: "Carving knife to borrow me?"

"Okay!" The gentle Bu Yuehe returned to the small bedroom and found the carving knife and handed it to Good Luck, Hao Yun's fingers were very long and dexterous, he played with the carving knife a few times and found the center of gravity and balance of this thing, and then he played it out of the flower, and the carving knife bloomed in Hao Yun's hand like a flower.

Mori Leng's blade drew elegant arcs in the light due to the high-speed movement. Even if Hao Yun played with the carving knife, his hand was still not injured, this is an adaptation, and it is to awaken the instinct about carving in the depths of memory.

Since he bought too much at one time when the mall was opened, his brain consciously suppressed all kinds of skill instincts. Only when he awakens these instincts is he the owner of master-level skills, otherwise he is an ordinary Hao Yun.

After waking up, Hao Yun's artistic soul finally began to burn, and this skill of the knife calmed the crowd of onlookers, it was really beautiful, even more beautiful than the guy playing butterfly knife in the bar!

The most shocking thing is Bu Yuehe, although she can skillfully control the carving knife to carve, but she can't do it like Hao Yun at all, even those pretentious guys in the school who play with flower knives can't do Hao Yun as gorgeous.

About twenty minutes passed, and Hao Yun removed the ceramic mold on the outside of the plaster. After solidification, the gypsum slurry turned into a gypsum block cube, and due to the large amount of gypsum in Buyue He, the cube cube was a meter high!

Hao Yun moved the plaster block to the shelf, and the upper end of the plaster was just at eye level with him. After he took a breath, the carving knife in his hand suddenly turned into a phantom, and the plaster block was shrouded in brushes.

His movements were so fast that the female teachers didn't keep up with Hao Yun's movements with their eyes wide open. All they could see was plaster powder floating in the air and small pieces of plaster cut from large plaster cubes.

The smoke was filled, and the white gypsum powder covered most of the studio like snowflakes, and the female teachers pushed them to the wall to continue watching Hao Yun's performance, and even a few teachers directly turned on the camera function of their mobile phones to keep this wonderful performance.

Ten minutes later, Hao Yun stopped the carving knife in his hand, he patted the clothes full of plaster slag, and then exhaled. That's right, he hadn't been breathing when he was just shrouded in plaster, and he only relied on internal qi circulation until now to exhale the breath he had inhaled.

"Wow!"

"This ....."

"Done?"

"Teacher Huang!"

"It's the same!"

"What a miracle!"

"If it weren't for the color and size, I would be absolutely mistaken!"

"This..."Huang Tingbo looked at the miniature version of himself standing on the shelf in disbelief.

That's right, Hao Yun just spent ten minutes carving the plaster into the shape of Huang Tingbo, and the carved work is exactly the same as his own except for the size!

Master art is so sharp.